the roots of a wallflower

I don't even want this anymore.

I want my words to be more sacred than this. I just had the most wonderful feeling tonight, just holding hands followed by a good night kiss, but I don’t even want to talk about it. I don’t want to write about it. It isn’t a secret anymore, something that you have to search to read anymore. It has become public. I want people to see my photographs on flickr, but not here, not this. At least not the people I am around the most. This is my inner self, the part not many get to see, experience, know, and this isn’t the way I wanted it to be.

Goodnight.

it would mean a lot to me if you read this.

seaofglass:

so i have a slight problem. i guess it is not really a problem it is more of a concern that has been on my mind for a long time. I have this tumblr and a flickr. I have not shown it to my friends or anyone else i know except for my family. i want to tell them. god how i want to show them but this is a totally different world here. i am almost sure they would not understand and from that point on there would be this gap between us. Its like this world is my escape from my life here at home and if i told them it would disappear. i also am afraid that more people from my school would see it and they would be even less understanding. i don’t know if anyone on here has had this situation. my pictures are not just pictures of myself taken for vanity. it is my soul, my diary, my passion my therapy, my self expression, and probably one of the most honest parts to me. it has become everything. I cannot bear to even think about loosing it. I really have no idea what to do. i don’t know if i can take this anymore. even though i haven’t lied, i do not feel honest.

i was wondering if anyone had any suggestions. if you do than you can either reblog and answer this, send me something through formspring, or flickr mail me.

I wrote about this a bit here

In college you will meet a million girls like me

sealegslexi:

What will be the difference between each of them? Their sob story.

Being gay is wrong.

sealegslexi:

burnbrighter:

thatjeffreykid:

wakethedevil:

We fall in love to procreate. If you can’t procreate then you’re not in love, you’re just sick or confused. The Bible says it’s wrong, and I live in a Christian nation. I would hope that my government would follow the Bible. Gays shouldn’t marry because regardless of them being in “love”, it would take away from straight, real marriage. Also, I wouldn’t want my children to see that kind of disgusting thing between two people of the same sex. It’s just wrong.

That’s my opinion, and your “logic” won’t change my mind, so fuck you.

Jesus wouldnt say the f word, oh holier than thou.

When you think about it, straight sex is nasty too. Just the thought of any sex makes me want to gag.

First off, if you live in America, it isn’t a “Christian Nation”. Church and State are separate. uh-duhhh.

How does two people of the same sex being on love affect your marriage? Seriously. Give me one good reason how two men or women getting married lessens the significance of your marriage! Love should have no limits. Really.

there are numerous scientific studies about how gay marriage is genetic. How do you explain 10% of the world being gay? Most of them don’t want to be! There’s kids in my school that are beat up for their sexuality. Do you think they want that? If it was a choice, they would most likely want to be straight.

And if you’re Christian, you should also know that God loves everyone. Also, the Bible isn’t always right. I’m Catholic, and in Scripture class we are studying the Israelite’s settlement in Canaan. do you think because the Bible says that God helped kill everyone and Jericho and various Canaainite cities and destroy them that it’s right to kill people who aren’t Catholic? The Bible wasn’t written by God. It was written by various people inspired by God, so it is biased

Seriously people! I hate when people call themselves “loving Chrisitians” and then they pick out groups of people to pick on. God loves everyone, love is love, gays should have the right to marry, and that is that.

That’s my opinion, and your logic won’t change my mind. So fuck you

That was a beautifully written counter argument

to the first person who posted this, fuck you and your spiteful God

if he exists, he isn’t this being who is human and angry at everyone, “he” is all powerful and unlimited and nothing like you can define, you cannot take the idea of a god and give it a name and limitations, hates and preferences, that eliminates you calling it infinite, you are degrading your creator.

you build your god up just to tear him down, to put him by your side so your bias can seem civil, well it isn’t, you’re an animal.

that, is my opinion.

This entire thing is just amazing. God is love, and love is love, whether it is between same or opposite sexes. So, I agree with Lexi.

Hence, is my problem with the Church and being a “good Christian”. Fuck it.

I wish there was a "comment" feature on tumblr

Where you could comment on someone’s post or pictures or whatever, because sometimes I like it, but not to the point where I wish to make it mine and reblog, or even when I don’t like it as much as to “like” it, but just appreciate it, understand it, and want to tell the person I feel this way.

For the same reason, I’m glad there is no “comment” feature. I don’t want anyone to be sympathetic to me in anything that I write. What I write, I write with passion. I write so that maybe I can touch someone, help someone who feels the same way I do, or just let someone feel like they’re not alone. I don’t need sympathy. If I wanted that, I’d post sad status updates on Facebook.

No thanks. No sympathy for me.
But just letting you know, sometimes I see your photos or posts and I wish to say something, anything, to let you know that I understand, I feel the same way, you helped me feel as if I wasn’t alone. So thank you, and I thank you for reading what I have to say, too.

Happiness is only real when shared

— Christopher McCandless, “Alexander Supertramp” (Into The Wild, 2007)